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Chapter 118

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In the middle of the night, Song Qian woke up in a daze. Since she discovered that Tong Wenjie seduced her son, Song Qian's sleep has been bad. It is not the first time she woke up in the middle of the night.

For this reason, Song Qian also bought sleeping pills specifically. Just as Song Qian was preparing to take a sleeping pill and continue to sleep as usual, she suddenly heard a moan vaguely.

It was the cheerful cry of a woman when she reached orgasm. Although it was a slight, Song Qian could still hear it clearly in the dead of night.

Song Qian was not sleepy, and listened with his ears, but there was no movement except that moan, as if Song Qian had been listening.

Song Qian waited for a long time, and was about to go to bed when she suddenly wanted to see her son.

When she walked to her son's room, she actually locked the door from inside. This was not a problem for Song Qian. She took out the key and opened the door and walked in.

Then from the lights in the living room, Song Qian clearly saw the quilt on the bed turning aside, and her son was not sleeping on it at all!

Song Qian was shocked and was about to scream. At this time, another moan came, and the sound was a little more tender, like a girl's voice.

Song Qian looked in the voice and came from behind the big wardrobe.Song Qian had some guesses in her heart, and she opened the wardrobe with a gray face, but didn't notice it.

She didn't give up and pushed the wardrobe hard from the side, exerting all her strength. Finally, she pushed the wardrobe open in a corner, and a light shot from behind the wardrobe. Song Qian looked over with a cold face and suddenly burst into anger!

Behind the large wardrobe is a hole that can easily pass through the human wall, facing a large bed.

Her good son was holding a little girl on the big bed and inserting her pussy hard. There was an exaggerated beautiful woman behind her body shamelessly spreading her son's butt and burying her face inside. It seemed that she was licking her asshole for her son.

Song Qian recognized that the little girl who was fucked by her son was Ma Li, so the shameless woman who licked her son's asshole was her mother Tian Ye.

Song Qian only knew that Tian Ye and Mark had divorced and moved away. Unexpectedly, they moved to their neighbors and had sex with their son. I don’t know when a hole was opened in the wall!

At this moment, Song Qian's anger towards her son reached its peak. First, it was Tong Wenjie, then Tian Ye. Even the little girl Ma Li didn't let go, but just ignored her as a mother. Song Qian decided to discipline her son well and let him focus on his mother and not hook up with some erratic women outside!

When she found that her son had ejaculated, she didn't want her son to find out that she quickly pushed the wardrobe back to her original position, returned to her room lightly, lay on the bed with wide eyes, thinking about how to discipline her son.

Jing Tunan discovered it when Song Qian woke up. He also wanted to continue to stimulate Song Qian's mother and daughter, so he did not interfere, allowing Song Qian to discover the secret on the wall.

How would Song Qian’s mother treat herself?Jingtunan is looking forward to it.

Surprisingly, during breakfast, Jingtu Nan raised the porridge and smelled it, and he smelled the smell of sleeping pills.

Hey, is Song Qian trying to make me faint?

Jing Tunan glanced at Song Qian who was a little nervous, pretended not to notice anything, drank a bowl of porridge, and then after a while, he fell asleep on the dining table while yawning.

Song Qian watched her son fall asleep, breathed a sigh of relief, and got up and tried hard to help her son up.

Jing Tunan, who was sleeping, quietly lifted up his body and lost weight, so that Song Qian could help him into the room. Otherwise, based on Song Qian's physique, she would not be able to help Jing Tunan at all.

Lying on the bed of Song Qian's mother Xiangxiang, listening to Song Qian calling to school to ask for leave for her son, Jing Tunan is increasingly looking forward to the next program.

Unexpectedly, after calling the school, Song Qian took off Jing Tunan's coat, covered it with a space quilt, turned on the air conditioner and adjusted the temperature, but he actually went out!

Jing Tunan was asking questions, not understanding what this was going on.

After waiting for a long time, Song Qian still didn't come back. The bored Jing Tunan actually fell asleep in Song Qian's mother's bed.

Song Qian bought the items on the list. This was the shopping list she had only thought about for a night. She used all the preparations on her disobedient son. She dared to mess with a woman outside with her mother on her back. She must teach this bad son a lesson!

After returning home anxiously, she found that her son was still sleeping quietly on his bed. Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief and took out two handcuffs wrapped in leather. She split her son's hands and copied them on the head of the bed with two clicks.

Jing Tunan broke away his eyes and glanced at the left and right hands who were being tortured. Someone looked at Song Qian who was selecting items from the bag beside the bed and asked strangely: Mom, what are you doing?

Song Qian was jumped and subconsciously put the bag together to prevent her son from seeing the things inside. But in a blink of an eye, Song Qian remembered that her son had done something wrong first and wanted to teach her a lesson. What's wrong with her?

She turned around and grabbed her son's ear: What's going on with the hole in the wall in your room!

What wall hole?I have no idea!Jingtu Nan pretended to be stupid and teased Song Qian's mother.

Song Qian was already angry all night last night and was already full of anger. She was too lazy to argue with her son at this time.

Just be stubborn!Anyway, mom knows all the good things you did. Today, mom will teach you a lesson that is disobedient bad boy!

Mom, how are you going to teach me a lesson?Punch the palm?Tick ​​the soles of the feet?Could it be a spanking?I have thick skin and I am not afraid at all!Jing Tunan continued to provoke, wanting to see what punishment Song Qian prepared.

That was for you when you were a child. Now that you are old, is your mother preparing other punishments?

Yes ~ I'm looking forward to it.

Song Qian looked at her son who was not repentant or afraid and felt that she was about to start to bloat again. She looked cold: Mom has told you many times not to hook up with women outside, but you always don’t listen. First, it was Tong Wenjie, but Mom watched tightly, and you actually hooked up with Tian Ye again, and even Ma Li didn’t let it go!It’s too much to get the mother and daughter to play with them on the bed!Since you can't control your cock, then mom will help you manage it!

My dick grows on me, how can you help me with it?Could it be that I can help me catch my dick twenty-four hours a day?

You dead child thinks beautifully!Mom won’t spend all day on you, Mom went out to buy this... Song Qian took out a men’s chastity belt from her bag, wrapped in soft leather, and Mom locked your cock with this chastity belt and left the key in her hand.In this way, you can't use this bad dick to mess around outside!

Looking at the chastity belt in Song Qian's mother's hand, Jing Tunan raised his eyebrows: Mom, you are too much!Although this thing couldn't trap him, the humiliation was too strong, and Jing Tunan could not spoil Song Qian.

Song Qian was swept away by her son's eyes and her breathing was suffocated. Even though her son had been handcuffed on the bed, Song Qian felt inexplicably scared when facing her current son.

But the next moment, Jing Tunan restrained his momentum. Song Qian came to her senses and kept twisting her son's waist, bad boy!Bad boy!If you make a mistake, you dare to scare your mother, so that you can scare your mother!Let you scare your mom!

But the chastity belt was thrown aside and no longer mentioned anything to lock the cock for his son.